I have no idea what to look at. Music pumps through super premium speakers while hot air begins to fill the sprawling expanse of a polished Brooklyn warehouse. White walls bask in the pink and purple glow of overhead lights. Drag queens with half-shaved heads doBeyonce-esque hair-whips, balancing on bloated versions of women’s heels. There’s a white sculpture, a blue sculpture, a gold one, too, shiny like Christmas candy wrappers and adorned with fake flowers. High above, screens alternate between a real-time aggregator of social media content – Tweets about #artRAVE and #ARTPOP, selfies of people smiling in the foreground of their dull, badly lit bedrooms – and bold graphic typeface announcing the people of the hour, GAGA and KOONS.